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‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. The two girls put on shoes and started walking towards the north side of town. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. ’ ‘So I infer.
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